My dad. He worked at a kawasaki dealership and got tickets to Road America for the AMA weekend. Superbike was still pretty new. It's was 1981. I was 10 years old Eddie Lawson was riding for kawasaki so we got to meet him. He was really cool signed a program for us a posed for a picture. Then practice started. I was hooked. The races blew my mind. Been hooked ever since. Next weekend I'll will be attending my 43rd straight superbike weekend at Road America. Every one of them with my dad.
Don't forget about the guitar solo too
Not anymore racist then anywhere else. I've lived all over the country and I find most of the bigger cities to be more racist then smaller ones. My stepdaughter who is half black half white got more slurs flung at her when we lived in Minneapolis and Chicago then when we lived in Springfield ill or appleton.
Hey man did you ever see motorhead? WHAT?
DID YOU EVER SEE MOTORHEAD?
HELL YEAH! YOU?
No.
WHAT?
Isn't "smells like teen spirit" basically Bostons "more the a feeling" chorus?
And the rest made it home. Lol
All fuckin chaps are fuckin assless
Feeling gutted. I quess it's gonna be a almond brothers listen day. Rip
Sneaking out taken a sixer from my dad. Finding trouble. Good clean fun
I good night is 5. But I probably average 3.
I got pretty lucky in life. Both my parents were involved in the music scene. Mom in promotion and Dad in radio. I got to meet and just be around some great bands. But my top 3 memories are holding Vito Brattas headless steinberger guitar. Talking to Klaus from the scorpions for about hour about music and life. Great guy. And meeting Ozzy and Zakk and Zakk remembering my name a year later. Extremely blessed.
I agree. I just seen them Friday and they sounded great. I saw them twice before in 1989 and 1993 I believe.
GG Allin. We got out of there as fast as possible.
Great race. Supersport was excellent also
Road America Race 1 Finish
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